A new life had become dominant, a new ambition was ruling him. Hope
revived in the heart of his almost despairing wife, and the future
looked bright again. His eyes had grown clear and confident once
more and his stooping shoulders square and erect. In his bearing you
saw the old stateliness and conscious sense of power. Men treated
him with deference and respect.

In less than a year Mr. Ridley was able to remove his family into a
better house and to afford the expense of a servant. So far they had
kept out of the city's social life. Among strangers and living
humbly, almost meanly, they neither made nor received calls nor had
invitations to evening entertainments; and herein lay Mr. Ridley's
safety. It was on his social side that he was weakest. He could hold
himself above appetite and deny its cravings if left to the contest
alone. The drinking-saloons whose hundred doors he had to pass daily
did not tempt him, did not cause his firm steps to pause nor linger.
His sorrow and shame for the past and his solemn promises and hopes
for the future were potent enough to save him from all such
allurements. For him their doors stood open in vain. The path of
danger lay in another direction. He would have to be taken unawares.
If betrayed at all, it must be, so to speak, in the house of a
friend. The Delilah of "good society" must put caution and
conscience to sleep and then rob him of his strength.

The rising man at the bar of a great city who had already served two
terms in Congress could not long remain in social obscurity; and as
it gradually became known in the "best society" that Mrs. Ridley
stood connected with some of the "best families" in the State, one
and another began to call upon her and to court her acquaintance,
even though she was living in comparative obscurity and in a humble